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“So, is it both of you then? I’m fine with that. Just give me a few hours warning if you want to tag team, and I’ll wear a plug to stretch it out.” Jackson’s eyes widen, and he turns to Tyler. “I beg you.”
“Yes. Blowjobs all day, that’s fine. But I want you to cream my cunt in the mornings. To be honest, I have a major cum kink and love creampies, but I don’t want children. And I refuse not to experience feeling you pump an excessive amount of cum inside of me.”
And holy fuck, did that turn me on. I love when men make me feel small and tiny like they could just fuck me into the ground.
That would be the best thing to ever happen to me. A very attractive man with a pretty cock, who can cum buckets into me.
“Please come on me, Mr. Hastings. Drench me with your cum,” I beg, pushing my bottom lip out to pout.
“You have such a pretty dick. Truly a masterpiece,”
I pinch at her clit, and growl. “Come on my cock, baby so I can fill your pussy up.” “Oh fuck, jesus,”
“Well? How do I look?” “Like Corporate Barbie, but the R-rated kind,” Jackson says.
“Look at you,” I rasp, “so fucking perfect for my cock. Such a good fucking cumslut begging to fill you up.”
“The month, Emery. I never knew what it was like to be truly wanted, and now that I’ve had a taste. I don’t want to let go.” “Have you thought maybe I’m just really good at my job?” Smirking, I palm her breasts, pinching at her nipple. “I have, but I knew it would be different between us during the first meeting.” “How?” She hisses as I pull the taunt bud harder. “Because I watched your eyes flare with arousal at my condition after years of disgust.
Stepping into the special underwear I have to buy in bulk, I always get a giggle that a product designed to prevent period leakage is perfect for the cum dumpster that is my pussy.
